The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks by E. Lockhart.
Have read lots of posts about it this year & meant to get to it sooner, but it was this Battle of the Kids’ Books post at SLJ that got me to click to the library hold site. Frankie lost this round to We Are the Ship: The Story of Negro League Baseball, but judge Rachel Cohn’s explanation of her decision made me want to read both books. I’ve got a baseball story in my queue already, so I’ll save We Are the Ship for another day.
The Body of This by Andrew McNabb.
Came highly recommended by my friend and fellow writer Matthew Lickona. And because I know that Andrew is a smart and sensitive Catholic writer (or a writer who happens to be Catholic), and I’m interested to see how he works with faith and fiction. And because who can resist a description like this?—”…a tough little bundle of shards that can as easily cut and make you bleed as it can reflect the one true light…” (Brett Lott, author of Jewel). “Bundle of shards”? I’m in.
day 23: what the dickens
There Is No Hot-Air Balloon Like a Book…
Thursday Q&A: Are they ALL bookworms?
‘Tis the Season for Questions about Hanna’s Christmas
The 12 Days of Christmas (Bookstore Style)